Chapter 35 Who is whose grandpa? !
Taoist Dashan, whose real name is Wang Dashan.
When he was in middle school, he found a tattered book without even a cover among an old man’s belongings, and from then on he embarked on the road of becoming a talisman master.
By the way, Talisman Master is a name he created himself.
While practicing the "method" described in the book, Wang Dashan was admitted to a key university and became the first college student in Wangjia Village.
Wang Dashan recalls that since he began practicing, his brain seems to have been strengthened. He can now understand questions he previously didn't understand at a glance thanks to his practice. He also learns subjects that require memorization with ease.
From then on, Wang Dashan became even more reliant on the torn book, convinced that he was the child of destiny. Unfortunately, the dragon was trapped in the abyss, lacking sufficient resources to allow him to access higher-level circles. So he posted on forums and opened an online store to promote and sell talisman arrays.
He gradually accumulated capital and, with the introduction of his fellow Taoists, he finally entered the world of cultivation and left behind the name of Dashan Taoist.
And tonight at midnight is the time when he deals with after-sales issues of orders once a month.
The lights were dimmed, incense was lit, fresh fruit was laid out, and a copper basin carved with red spider lilies was filled with water. Wang Dashan sat cross-legged before the basin, slowly regulating his breathing. As the elegant and subtle fragrance settled in, his eyes slightly closed, his left palm supporting his right, he recited the mantras recorded in the book.
Bang, bang, bang.
Wang Dashan ignored it.
Bang, bang, bang!
Sensing the thick resentment of the person who died suddenly approaching, this is a critical moment and I must not be distracted.
The noise outside the door finally died down. Wang Dashan collected his thoughts and recited the spell faster.
Suddenly, I felt someone slapping my shoulders hard, and my hands were forcibly pried apart and pressed behind my back.
"Who?!" Wang Dashan was extremely shocked.
Although he couldn't afford a villa, this property in the city center was famous for its tight security. Even takeout was delivered to the door by robots, not to mention unregistered strangers.
In front of Wang Dashan stood a man, tall and handsome, but the perfect smile on the corner of his mouth was inexplicably chilling.
"Behave yourself." Lu Zhi pressed Wang Dashan's head with one hand, signaling Fang Qing to hurry up. Why was he taking so long to tie someone up?
Qin Qinsen looked around and picked up a green grape from the fruit bowl and put it in his mouth. "You make a lot of money, right? You really know how to enjoy yourself."
Don't think he doesn't know. Imported green grapes cost 126 pounds per kilogram. Wang Dashan's copper fruit plate is bigger than a washbasin, so it must weigh at least four or five pounds. Looking at the interior decor and the unobstructed view of the city's nightscape, this dabbler is doing quite well.
"Do you want to tell me yourself, or wait for me to ask?"
"Say, what are you talking about! You are trespassing into a private house. I will call the police! I will sue you! Where is the property management? Why did they let you in?" Wang Dashan was very anxious. He kept twisting his tied hands, as if he was struggling.
Unexpectedly, the young man in front of him just tapped his forehead and whispered, "Broken."
The spiritual power that he had gathered with great difficulty dissipated in an instant and could not be retrieved no matter what.
"Don't you know this is part of the Teng Group?"
Qin Qinsen looked at him amusedly and nodded.
"Since you knew this, why did you still dare to collude with others to provoke the Teng family?"
Wang Dashan's hair stood on end. "I didn't do that! You're talking nonsense! All my clients are screened and would never do anything that would harm others!"
"I see."
Seeing that the other party had listened to him, Wang Dashan was about to ask him to untie him, but he heard Qin Qinsen say, "That means you took the initiative to make things difficult for the Teng family, so you sent a lonely ghost to possess the paper figurine and infiltrate the Teng family."
"Impossible! There are no ghosts in this world!"
His expression was so righteous that if he changed his clothes he could even go and give a speech under the national flag.
"So what were you doing just now? Memorizing the text while looking at the night view?"
"Exactly."
"Reciting it while posing a soul-calling spell?"
Qin Qinsen waved his hand lightly, and countless balls of light flew over and surrounded Wang Dashan.
Upon closer inspection, I realized they were all paper balls, some grayish-white, some dark blue, and some as bright red as blood, emitting an ominous aura.
"Who are you? We have no grudges against each other. It's better to keep our distance." Wang Dashan put away his panic and glared at Qin Qinsen viciously.
Taking out the paper ball that had been agitated since entering the room, Qin Qinsen looked directly at the man. "You knew the spell was fake, yet you sold it without hesitation. You even prepared a soul-calling spell, waiting for the victim's death to summon their soul. What did you do with these souls? Did you refine them into ghosts, or did you devour them?"
Qin Qinsen had been on guard since he stood at the door. It was normal for wandering spirits to occasionally pass through a place where normal people lived, leaving behind a trace of yin energy. But this place was different. The entire floor was filled with a mixed aura, interspersed with yin and evil energy.
Looking at Wang Dashan again, he was of medium build and ordinary appearance. His skin was fair and smooth, and his complexion was rosy. Combined with his mixed aura, it was easy to guess where the dead souls had gone.
"Who taught you to use the souls of the dead to practice?"
"grandfather……"
Wang Dashan spoke in a low voice, and Lu Zhi instinctively leaned closer to hear him. But the next second, the man suddenly leaped up, breaking free from the ties that bound him. An inch-long nail extended from his fingertips and darted straight for Lu Zhi's throat.
"Your grandfather will take you to the west right now—ah!"
Instead of the planned reversal and escape, Wang Dashan broke through the nylon tie, thinking he could control the situation with his skills. He never expected that the large, idiotic figure who approached him could knock him down with one hand.
"What?"
Lu Zhi, who had instinctively thrown someone over his shoulder, leaned forward again and asked, "What did you say?"
“I, I…”
"You mean my grandfather?"
Lu Zhi punched down, "Who is whose grandfather?"
"You! You're my grandpa! Ouch, stop hitting me, stop hitting me! It hurts!"
After choosing a comfortable place to sit down, Qin Qinsen stopped him and said, "Okay, you'll be stupid if you continue to fight."
Lu Zhi and Fang Qing lifted him up, one on each side, and held him in front of Qin Qinsen. Wang Dashan's face was bleeding from his nose, and his left eye was swollen to a slit. The colorful paper balls surrounding him seemed to be having a blast, bouncing up and down. Two of them even landed on Wang Dashan's head, bouncing around happily.
Turning on the recorder, Qin Qinsen's tone remained unhurried. "Tell me about the bad things you have done. Start from the beginning and tell us slowly. We have plenty of time."
"Young people, don't be so impatient. We cultivators..." He started to talk nonsense again. He glanced at Lu Zhi beside him, thinking he was not paying attention. Seeing that the other party didn't respond, Wang Dashan continued to talk eloquently, "For us cultivators, the most important thing is to follow the way of heaven. The second is to carry forward our respective sects and gain a place in the world of cultivation..."
"Didn't your sect tell you that you are not allowed to cultivate with souls, you are not allowed to harm others for your own benefit, and you are not allowed to sell talismans, formations, and divinations at will?"
Wang Dashan had a look on his face that said, "Young man, you haven't seen the world." "Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is declining, the only way to make progress is to find ways to purchase natural treasures and invest them in yourself. Selling my signature talisman array is naturally the best option."
"Cultivate...spiritual energy?" Qin Qinsen's eyes changed, and he found the same doubts in the eyes of Lu Zhi and the others.
"You don't have a master?"
"Yes, the Wang family's ancestral skills, from foundation building to Mahayana, are all recorded in detail."
Qin Qinsen immediately summoned paper balls of various colors and asked, "What do you think these are?"
"Soul."
He admitted it very straightforwardly.
"You have used your soul to cultivate for many years. Your aura is mixed. You are neither human nor ghost nor demon. You have violated the laws of nature and have a short lifespan. You know this."
"Bah! Survival of the fittest! Their spells failed and they suffered backlash. Their souls are just sitting there anyway. It's better to use them as soon as possible. Then, I can ascend with you and enjoy the immortal realm!"
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